Everything He Desires (8 page)

“
I
don't
do
well
not
having
a
woman
around,
Lacey
—
a
woman
who
understands
my
needs.
”

I
moaned
as
he
brushed
my
lips
again
with
his,
his
hand
against
the
small
of
my
back.

“
What
does
bookkeeping
really
have
to
do
with
this?
”
I
gasped
out
when
he
let
my
lips
out
of
captivity.

“
More
than
I'd
like
it
to.
”
His
voice
was
grim,
and
he
broke
the
embrace.

“
I'm
sorry
if
I
said
the
wrong
thing.
”

He
frowned
and
looked
out
the
window.
The
city
sped
by
us.

We
really
were
going
to
the
airport
and
to
Venice.
I
still
couldn't
believe
it.

“
No
apologizing.
There
are
things
going
on
in
the
business.
Believe
me.
I
need
your
hard
work
for
me
this
year.
Staying
in
control
is
very
important
to
me.
”
The
troubled
look
hadn't
left
his
face
when
he
turned
back
to
me.
I
wondered
if
he
meant
more
than
just
control
in
the
boardroom.
I
knew
that
he
did.
His
business
life
and
private
life
were
interconnected.
He
was
a
man
interested
in
power
and
maintaining
it.

I'd
always
been
passive
and
had
never
engaged
someone
like
him.
Until
now.

My
gaze
rested
on
his
lap.
I
could
see
his
arousal,
and
I
was
burning
up
inside.
I
stared
at
him
through
my
lashes.

“
Touch
me,
Lacey.
”

I
didn't
move.

“
You
know
what
I
mean.
Let
me
have
what
I
want.
”

Something
inside
me
melted
at
those
words,
and
I
wanted
nothing
more
than
to
give
him
what
he
wanted
—
whatever
that
was.

I
ran
my
hand
against
his
trousers
and
the
rigid
rod
there.
He
sucked
in
a
breath.

“
Do
it
now.
I
need
you.
”

The
urgency
in
his
voice
propelled
me
on.
I
fumbled
for
the
button
on
his
pants,
nervous.
He
took
my
hand
and
guided
me.
I
pulled
down
his
zipper,
and
his
cock
lay
there
for
me
under
silken
underpants.

I
squirmed
against
the
seat,
my
own
arousal
already
painful.

“
You
never
took
your
shirt
off.
Do
it
now.
”
His
tone
brooked
no
argument,
his
voice
hoarse
with
need.

Need
of
me.

I
took
my
hand
away
from
his
underwear
and
slowly
took
my
shirt
off,
unable
to
meet
his
gaze.
My
breasts
sprang
free.
I
hadn't
had
time
to
get
a
bra.
I
hadn't
even
thought
of
it
in
the
rush
of
things.
I
felt
exposed
and
hot.
My
nipples
pebbled
as
he
studied
them.

“
Look
at
me,
Lacey.
I
want
to
see
you
look
in
my
eyes
—
I
can
read
you,
you
know?
”

I
didn't
answer,
but
I
locked
gazes
with
him,
and
the
raw
desire
in
his
eyes
made
me
shudder.
I
wondered
if
he
could
bring
me
to
orgasm
just
with
that
look.

I
wanted
him
to
touch
me.
My
breasts
ached
for
it.

“
Take
off
your
shorts
now.
Leave
your
underwear
on.
”

My
hands
shook
as
I
complied
with
his
command.
I
was
glad
I
was
wearing
red
lacy
panties,
one
of
my
nicest
pairs
that
only
one
other
man
had
ever
seen.
They
were
already
soaking
wet.

“
Take
it
in
your
hands.
”

Heat
rose
to
my
cheeks
at
how
forward
he
was.
He
didn't
flinch
as
he
said
it.

I
wondered
how
many
times
he'd
done
this
before,
with
how
many
women.

“
Trust
me.
”

I
nodded
and
pulled
his
underwear
back,
freeing
his
cock.
In
my
meager
experience,
he
was
large.
My
hands
shook.

“
Relax.
I
like
you.
”
He
tilted
his
head
and
grinned.

That
gave
me
courage.
I
leaned
over
him.

“
Put
it
between
your
tits.
”

I
closed
my
eyes,
feeling
myself
go
red
to
the
roots
of
my
hair.
I
did
what
he
asked,
and
he
moaned.

“
That
feels
so
good.
I
love
your
soft
tits.
”

From
seemingly
out
of
nowhere,
Rock
drizzled
oil
on
his
cock.

“
Move
up
and
down.
”
I
did
as
he
asked,
letting
my
mouth
and
tongue
just
catch
the
top
of
 
his
cock
as
my
tits
made
a
vise
around
his
rigid
dick.
His
cock
slid
between
my
breasts,
over
and
over,
and
I
moaned,
my
arousal
painful.